Beautmuse

Gary “Stereonerd” Steel’s musings on music, movies, technology and the general state of the universe.

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Every Day In May – Day 23: More Thrilling New From 1981!

The idea? Every day in May, to mark NZ Music Month and 38 years of his own rancid opining and reportage, Gary Steel will present something from his considerable behind. Personal archive, that is. In 1981 I was to be found weekly in Wellington’s Evening Post reporting on the latest Kiwi pop news in a column called, um, Counting The Beat. Here’s the fourth instalment.

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Every Day In May – Day 21: 1981! Instalment #2

The idea? Every day in May, to mark NZ Music Month and 38 years of his own rancid opining and reportage, Gary Steel will present something from his considerable behind. Personal archive, that is. In 1981 I was to be found weekly in Wellington’s Evening Post reporting on the latest Kiwi pop news in a column called, um, Counting The Beat. Here’s the second instalment.

Albums Beautmuse Music Recordings

Every Day In May – Day 20: All The Latest From ’81

The idea? Every day in May, to mark NZ Music Month and 38 years of his own rancid opining and reportage, Gary Steel will present something from his considerable behind. Personal archive, that is. In 1981 I was to be found weekly in Wellington’s Evening Post reporting on the latest Kiwi pop news in a column called, um, Counting The Beat. Here’s the first of several Counting The Beat installments.

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Every Day In May – Day 17: Steve Braunias On Gerald Dwyer

The idea? Every day in May, to mark NZ Music Month and 38 years of his own rancid opining and reportage, Gary Steel will present something from his considerable behind. Personal archive, that is. Between 1983 and 1985, I ran an independent Wellington ‘arts and entertainment’ magazine, TOM. One of my favourite contributors and dear friend, Steve Braunias, has kindly consented to have the following re-published. It’s a fabulous insight on a scene in Wellington that’s long forgotten. Make sure you read his postscript at the bottom.